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Bushtits: Photo essay

Today’s instalment of the bird photos I’ve taken over the past few months features a photo essay of one of the smallest birds found in the Metro Vancouver area, the Bushtit* (Mésange buissonière / … 223 more words

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Three Minute Thesis, UBC

This audio piece focuses on the 2015 Three Minute Thesis competition at the University of British Columbia. It includes an interview with Jacqui Brinkman, the Graduate Pathways to Success Manager. 26 more words

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You Won't Believe How My Family And I Managed To Get Through The Recession

I was born and raised in Smithers, a small, isolated town of about 5,000 people in central British Columbia. I lived in an old bungalow with my parents and three older brothers. 1,202 more words

econ 255 tutorial

今天是最後一節tutorial

有讓我心跳好幾下

第一節tutorial:

用ta的電腦輪流把自己的名字和email輸入進去

然後ta介紹一下tutorial要幹嘛之類的

四人一組分好 決定presentation的順序

結束~

第二節tutorial~倒數第二節tutorial:

分兩種情況 一種自己要present 另一種別人present

別人present的話很簡單你就聽就對了

積極一點在人家講完後回答問題或問問題

簡而言之就是參與討論~

我個人就是人待在那邊準備最後take attendance

有幾次想discuss一下可是…

至於自己present的話 差不多一人六到七分鐘吧

說是什麼形式都可以不過大家不是用powerpoint就是prezi

大部分用ppt

打分不會很苛刻 ta人滿nice的 (而且超高 有沒有兩米哈哈哈xd) 25 more words

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From BC to AB: Switching your Physiotherapy License

Currently, I am finishing up my school in Vancouver, BC and moving back home to Calgary, AB. However, licensing is mutually exclusive to each province so there are steps to moving your practice to another province. 123 more words

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Composition matters: Steller's Jay at UBC Vancouver

This photo of a Steller’s Jay is a classic example of why composition matters: If I had gone a few meters to my right and bent down a bit further, I would have gotten a better shot of this bird, since its tail would not have been cut off by a random twig, while still avoiding the appearance of twigs in front of its eye. 53 more words

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learning to breathe.

If you know that something works, do it.

If you think it might help others, tell them. Don’t worry about being an expert; waiting until we’re perfect would mean standing perfectly still until we turned to dust, and then maybe getting inhaled by someone else who also doesn’t think they’re ‘qualified’, and who would probably just sneeze all our carefully-accumulated wisdom right back out into the wind. 395 more words

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